Jul 19, 2007 11:46
Yesterday while shopping with mum, we popped into B&Q to get a shovel and some other garden-y type things. Just as you went in there were stacks, like, 15 or so of bright orange buckets piled about 20 or 30 high. Mum and I looked at each other, ran over to the buckets and grabbed one each. Turned to each other and proudly said...
"I has a bucket!" complete with a ^_^ type smile on our faces.
We did actually *buy* the buckets as we needed them. Much amusement was had while purchasing the buckets, putting the buckets in the car, bringing the buckets into the house.... and so on. We left the buckets on the kitchen table and went about our day.
However, the tale doesn't end there.
This morning while I was getting my breakfast mum was on her way out to work. She says her usual goodbyes while she's leaving "Be good, do the dishes, oh and..." She stopped talking mid sentence, I turned around to go find a spoon for my Cheerios to find mum pointing at the table.
"No stealing mah bucket." She turned around and left the kitchen leaving me in fits of hysterics.
I love my mum :D